This is my first story based off personal experience. Only the names have changed to protect me and others. Let me know what you think, as there is more to this story!
It was another boring night at home. Rachel had been in a loveless marriage for years before getting free and the years hadn't been kind to her. At 38 and standing at 5'8 in tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, she carried a few extra pounds on her that recently she had started to finally do something about. Overall she still was considered attractive even though most days she didn't see it but she was always complemented on how good she looked by others. She was starting to feel good about herself again, happy she still had her 44D chest, but still not completely comfortable naked or even with the idea of someone seeing her in such a state. With this in mind, she had resigned herself to having cyber sex with only connecting with a couple one night stands in the last few years.
Rachel decided to login to her favorite hookup website and check her messages. One in particular caught her eye. Male 31, fireman, into dominance, over 6 foot tall and a body to match. The message was simple; "Hello beautiful". They spent a few minutes trading messages when he asks if he can call her. She hesitates but figures what the hell; she hadn't had sex in ages and was getting increasingly frustrated. She waited about 20 minutes and he still hadn't called her. "I figured it was too good to be true," she thinks and decides to take a shower and let the water from the massager take care of her needs. The water glides blissfully down her body as she maneuvered the shower head down between her legs. The pulsating water directly against her clit made her start moaning as she was building up to her orgasm then the phone rings leaving her frustrated at not being able to finish but as she checks the caller id, she sees that it's him.
She answers tentatively but upon hearing his sexy voice over the phone they start talking and asking questions about each other. She's curious as to what he means by dominant male in the bedroom and asks. He proceeds to tell her it's a lifestyle then mentions collars, and what she would have to do to get his. She's thinking this is NOT what she thought it was. Granted she has always had fantasies of being tied up, but this is a little more than she was looking for. His sexy voice calms her fears and tells her that even if she's not into the lifestyle there were still other ways they could be together but he would still be the one calling the shots between the sheets. He asks her as they talk what she's thinking, what she's feeling.
"Have you ever been with another woman?" he asks.
She replies "Not since I was younger. My husband was too insecure to allow me to be with another woman, so I had to extinguish those desires."
Rachel is getting seriously turned on by the sound of his voice and the line of questioning. She reaches over to the nightstand to pull out her new toy, a bullet, to place on her clit thinking she can cum without him knowing. Her breathing must have given her away.
He asks, "What are you doing?" and for reasons unknown, she opens up and tells him. "Maybe I should let you go so you can finish things," he replied.
"Damn well if that's the way it's going to be, it wouldn't be the first time I've had to finish things on my own," she thinks.
Instead of hanging up, he starts telling her what he wants to do to her.
He begins by telling her, "I want to have you down on your knees sucking my cock. I then want you to crawl on all fours over to the sofa while I bend you over the arm and fuck you hard while pulling your hair back."
Rachel feels her pussy starting to throb with the ideas in her mind.
He continues, "I want to bend you over the hood of my truck and take you. I want you to imagine my tongue circling around your clit, my fingers spreading you wide and plunging my tongue into your pussy and you cumming all over my face."
This starts to send her over the edge as she's now moaning loader into the phone that there can be no doubt of her desire for him. As she comes down from her high, she glances at the clock noticing the lateness of the night thinking that's the end of the conversation but he had other ideas.
